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by Tyler, The Creator

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Noid” is a song by Tyler, The Creator. This page features time-synced lyrics that highlight each line as the song plays — press play to sing along in real time. The lyrics contain 87 lines.

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Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (hey)

Things feel out of order

Look and look around, I'm not sure of

Pair of paranoia, no (searchin')

Feel it in my aura (whoo)

Living between cameras and recorders, ah (whoo)

I want peace but can't afford ya, no (searchin')

Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu

Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba

Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo

(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

'Running, 'running, yeah (ah-ah-ah)

'Round (ah) and 'round (ah)

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Someone's keepin' watch

I feel them on my shoulder

Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round (searchin')

I can't even buy a home in private

Home invasions got my brothers dying

Notice every car that's drivin' by

I think my neighbors want me dead

I got a cannon underneath the bed

Triple checkin' if I locked the door

I know every creak that's in the floor

Motherfucker, I'm paranoid (searchin')

I loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview

Rather double back than regret hearin', "Pew, pew"

Never trust a bitch, if you good they could trap you

So just strap it up before they fuck around and strap you, bitch

Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu

Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba

Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo

(Wotangozi, wotangozi)

Shadow, oh-oh

Shadow, oh-oh

(Shadow, oh-oh) someone's keeping watch ('round)

(Shadow, oh-oh) I feel them in my shadow (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round)

Someone's keepin' a watch (watchin', watchin')

(Searchin')

Someone's keepin' watch

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I can feel it, I can feel it

I can feel it, I can feel it

♪ ♪ ♪

Don't trust these people out here

Please, whatever you do

Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself

Don't even trust these motherfuckin' accountants

'Cause they will try to get off on you, okay?

Please, because I don't wanna have to fuck nobody up

I promise to God

Don't it seem so good? (Oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

Don't it feel so good? (Oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

To love (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

Left shoulder, right shoulder

Left shoulder, look (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

Left shoulder, right shoulder

Watch your surroundings (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

Okay, okay, okay, yeah (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy)

No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace

Don't wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches

Know the system is shook, way before 19

LA'll do that to you

Where you from nigga, who you?

Satellites, screenshots, paparazzi, NDAs

Privacy? Yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA

Ain't no respect for nothin', voice recordin' our discussions

Her, him, they, them or anybody, I don't trust 'em at all (all)

Some pray for my fall (Lord), hearin' clicks on the calls (Lord)

Niggas hackin' for some rough drafts

Bitches lookin' for a buff bag

Risk that for some jaw, nah

You sing along, but you don't know me, nigga

Nah, never ever, not at all

Y'all niggas crossed the line, like fuck the stop sign

They wanna know where I close my eyes at

I keep my eyes wide

On God, this shit cooked, brodie

Look brodie, handshakes got me shook, brodie

Niggas want info 'bout me?

(Read a motherfuckin'-) read a book on me, uh

Leave me alone, leave me alone

Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look

Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look

Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look

Fuck you want?

Leave me alone, what you want?

Leave me alone, what you want?

Leave me alone, fuck, damn

Paranoid

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Paranoid, paranoid, paranoid (hey) Things feel out of order Look and look around, I'm not sure of Pair of paranoia, no (searchin') Feel it in my aura (whoo) Living between cameras and recorders, ah (whoo) I want peace but can't afford ya, no (searchin') Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo (Wotangozi, wotangozi) 'Running, 'running, yeah (ah-ah-ah) 'Round (ah) and 'round (ah) Someone's keepin' watch I feel them on my shoulder Runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round (searchin') I can't even buy a home in private Home invasions got my brothers dying Notice every car that's drivin' by I think my neighbors want me dead I got a cannon underneath the bed Triple checkin' if I locked the door I know every creak that's in the floor Motherfucker, I'm paranoid (searchin') I loop around the block, eyes glued to the rearview Rather double back than regret hearin', "Pew, pew" Never trust a bitch, if you good they could trap you So just strap it up before they fuck around and strap you, bitch Pobwela panyumba panga, uyenela ku nkala ndi ulemu Chifukwa, ine sinifuna vokamba, kamba Vokamba kamba vileta pa mulomo (Wotangozi, wotangozi) Shadow, oh-oh Shadow, oh-oh (Shadow, oh-oh) someone's keeping watch ('round) (Shadow, oh-oh) I feel them in my shadow (runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' 'round) Someone's keepin' a watch (watchin', watchin') (Searchin') Someone's keepin' watch I can feel it, I can feel it I can feel it, I can feel it Don't trust these people out here Please, whatever you do Keep to yourself, keep your business to yourself Don't even trust these motherfuckin' accountants 'Cause they will try to get off on you, okay? Please, because I don't wanna have to fuck nobody up I promise to God Don't it seem so good? (Oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Don't it feel so good? (Oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) To love (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Left shoulder, right shoulder Left shoulder, look (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Left shoulder, right shoulder Watch your surroundings (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) Okay, okay, okay, yeah (oh-na-na, oh-na-na, ayy) No cameras out, please, I wanna eat in peace Don't wanna take pictures with you niggas or bitches Know the system is shook, way before 19 LA'll do that to you Where you from nigga, who you? Satellites, screenshots, paparazzi, NDAs Privacy? Yeah right, I got a better shot in the NBA Ain't no respect for nothin', voice recordin' our discussions Her, him, they, them or anybody, I don't trust 'em at all (all) Some pray for my fall (Lord), hearin' clicks on the calls (Lord) Niggas hackin' for some rough drafts Bitches lookin' for a buff bag Risk that for some jaw, nah You sing along, but you don't know me, nigga Nah, never ever, not at all Y'all niggas crossed the line, like fuck the stop sign They wanna know where I close my eyes at I keep my eyes wide On God, this shit cooked, brodie Look brodie, handshakes got me shook, brodie Niggas want info 'bout me? (Read a motherfuckin'-) read a book on me, uh Leave me alone, leave me alone Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Left shoulder, right shoulder, left shoulder, look Fuck you want? Leave me alone, what you want? Leave me alone, what you want? Leave me alone, fuck, damn Paranoid
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